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Son, I don't like that kind of talk.

You know better than that.

You keep saying you're going

to take me and never deliver.

You're just a bullshit artist.

Who's an artist?

Guess what I found in the freezer?

What do you say

to your mother, son?

Gee, thanks, Ma.

This looks delicious.

Now, Betsy's wasn't exactly

where Ray had hoped Eddie

would lose his virtue,

but Ray still owed his son

a graduation present

and decided it was probably

as good a gift as any.

Evening, ladies.

What can we do for you, sugar?

This here's my son Ed.

Need to get his cherry popped.

I don't want that on my head.

But he's a good, clean kid, honest.

$50 for the full treatment,

and I'll be real gentle.

Can't I have 'em both?

Let's not get ahead

of ourselves, son.

Can you do $35?

That's all I got.

Yeah, okay.

Meet me around the corner

at the Aloha, room 107.

Give me a ten-minute head start.

You sure this is

how you want to lose it, honey?

Don't worry about me, blood.

Just lay back and enjoy the ride.

Sh*t, I might have to watch this.

Appreciate it, ma'am.

Any time you wanna come back...

Well, this is a big day for you, son.

I guess.

Remember what I told you.

Always be a gentleman.

Never go poking around

without asking if it's okay first.

They're human beings too,

these whores.

Brush your teeth today?

I don't remember.

Shower?

Couple nights ago.

Well... that'll do ya.

Sounds to me like

you're ready for the big plunge.

It's about time.

Most of the guys in school

got laid by third grade.

Ed, we all march to the sound

of our own drummer.

Don't ever forget that.

Okay, then.

Here's the cash

and some rubbers

your Uncle Mark brought me back

from the Grenada conflict in '83.

You sure they're still good?

U.S. Government issue.

I think they got Kevlar in 'em.

Okay, I gotta run by the hospital,

check on your grandma.

I'll see you in an hour, okay?

Yeah?

Good luck, son.

You want some music?

You okay, honey?

I don't want to do this.

You mean have sex?

I kept buggin' my dad

so he'd think I was normal.

It's not that I don't have

any sex drive or nothin'.

It's just...

You want the first time to be

with someone you care about.

I wish I'd waited.

Where are you from?

Born in Mobile,

came out here

a few months ago with my mama.

She's what you call a medium.

What's that?

Well, you know, like, a psychic.

Someone who predicts things.

Anyhow, me and her

had a falling out,

as they say,

so I hit the trail,

and now I live in this here motel.

Did she predict that?

I don't know.

You want to go out sometime?

Really?

Get a meal, or some...

something...

Yeah.

Let me give you my card.

If you give me 24-hour notice,

I can arrange for a night off.

How do you say your name?

Rochelle.

Cool.

Dr. Habibi,

please report to room 243.

Dr. Habibi.

Dr. Richards,

please report to the O.R.

Dr. Richards.

Afternoon, Spoonie.

Let's go.

Cough it up, Ray-gay.

You owes me

from last time, don't forget.

That I do.

Here you be.

See that?

See how easy things is

when you understand who's boss?

Oh, yeah.

You dumb... son of a b*tch.

Well, lookie who's home early.

Yo, Ray!

Double guards to the finish line.

Come to the yard. Come to the yard.

- I got fancy wine coolers, man.

- Hey, guys.

Hey, Ed, what's up?

That Uncle Mark's car outside?

Where's your mother?

Son, I asked you a question.

- Touch my balls.

- You send me!

You send me.

- Touch my balls.

- You send me.

Yeah!

Touch my goddamned balls!

Charlene?

Mark?

Dear... you're home early.

How was your day?

Hey, Ray.

Charlene, can I have

a word with you?

Mind givin' your mom

and me a moment?

Mark's been pretty tore up

about your mom.

He just needed

a little compassion is all.

You never were very understanding,

were you, Ray?

This been goin' on a while?

Charlene.

Since...

'bout nine months

before Eddie was born.

The boy know?

I would imagine.

Why'd you force me to be with you

if I wasn't his father?

Damn, Charlene,

I wasn't even 18.

All them pretty girls wanted you.

You need to leave, Charlene.

That you, Ray?

What are you doin' out here

all by yourself?

Not much.

You want me to open back up

so you can get a soda?

Got my paycheck today.

It'll be my treat.

No. Thanks, though.

You okay?

This oughta make you feel better...

I got your favorite dessert in today.

Banana instant pudding.

I hid half a case for you

in personal sundries,

aisle two,

behind the deodorant.

Should be quite awhile

before anybody finds it.

Catch my meaning?

That's awful sweet of you.

Oh, Ray, what is it?

Tell me.

Just some trouble at home,

me and Charlene stuff.

That's horrible.

I just want to sit here for a while,

if you don't mind.

'Course.

I better skedaddle, anyway.

Don't wanna miss

"The Big Spin" on TV.

I came within two numbers last time.

Well... 'night, Ray.

Goodnight.

Yo, Ray.

Dirk shut off the power again.

Did you pay the rent, Den?

My welfares check's late.

You gotta pay the man, Den.

It affects the whole block

if even one household ain't current.

You know how he is that way.

That punk... he deserves

to have his face rearranged,

stealin' our electricity.

It's hotter than hell in there!

Okay, good to go.

You can do it, Char.

"One small step for man" type deal.

No, I can't.

It's... for... the... best!

Yeah. See how easy that was?

You look so pretty.

You look so pretty in the sunshine.

- We did it.

- You sure did.

You did it all by yourself.

We did it.

Oh, my God.

Funny thing about change...

it's kinda like pullin' off a bandage.

Hurts like hell when you do it,

but you always feel better after.

Yo, Ray.

Was that Eddie I seen... headin' off

in your brother's car awhile back?

That'd be him.

Who was that woman with him?

Charlene.

Serious?

Lord, I can't remember

the last time I seen her.

She don't get out much.

Not a lot, no.

You all right, Ray?

You know if you ever

need someone to talk to,

you got a friend right here.

Just like that night in '89.

Who made that key block,

time runnin' out,

you sprintin' upfield?

You did, Den.

A thing of beauty that was.

Me and you, Ray.

We won that game together, we did.

Pay your rent, Den.

Yeah. I know.

That's good, now stabilize it

so I can see it better.

Okay. Yeah, now... now...

now just kinda...

I've never met a guy

who picked up trash

from the roadside

who wasn't in a work program.

Excuse me.

This your place?

Yeah, I guess it is.

Just wondering if it'd be okay

to dump this trash in your bins.

Oh, yeah, no problem.

But that's what I found

endearing about Ray.

At least he was tryin'.

You got it, boss.

I don't know.

Everybody in town

keeps talkin' about this place.

Yeah? You live around here?

Yep, just around the bend.

Is there any traffic at all?

- Hardly ever.

- None, huh?

Except during holidays, sometimes

folks head out to Death Valley.

You own Chevron?

Own it? No.

I'm just an independent operator.

I'm from Bakersfield.

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